things I have been thinking about
Cry for me
I held my baby in my arms,
and I pushed her away.
She started to cry,
and she clenched her arms around my neck,
I had to give her to someone else.
I heard her crying as I walked away.
I felt so bad inside,
but I had to go to work.
Everyday, it was the same.
I had to let her go,
over and over.
Looking back,
her crying made my day,
made me work harder for her,
it made something special of me.
She cried for me.
That's all anyone can ever ask.
and I pushed her away.
She started to cry,
and she clenched her arms around my neck,
I had to give her to someone else.
I heard her crying as I walked away.
I felt so bad inside,
but I had to go to work.
Everyday, it was the same.
I had to let her go,
over and over.
Looking back,
her crying made my day,
made me work harder for her,
it made something special of me.
She cried for me.
That's all anyone can ever ask.